Yan Qianjue sighed, "With my daughter in mind, death is worth it! Let's go, don't look back! Don't let me die in vain..."
Talking room.
He will use secret techniques to burn himself.
"Amitabha."
Also at this time.
As the Buddha's chant sounded, a thin and withered figure instantly fell in front of everyone.
"All donors, please leave first."
"I'll stop them for a moment."
boom!
Talking room.
The Buddha's light on his body was strong, and the Buddha's light flowed down, and three thousand phantoms of the Buddha loomed behind him. The Buddha's light was so peaceful and peaceful that it instantly eliminated a lot of the fear and sadness in everyone's hearts.
"Walk!"
A soft drink.
The old monk put his hands together, and the three thousand Buddhas were instantly reunited!
moment!
A tall Buddha with a face vaguely similar to the old monk walked out and blocked the two servants of God!
boom!
He waved it out with a light palm.
Before anyone could react, they were sent far away!
"Bald donkey!"
Yan Qianjue turned around and shouted, "We are leaving, what will you do!"
"Almsgiver of Flame."
The old monk seemed a little pleased.
"You really have Buddha nature in your heart."
"Damn it, you'll die if you don't use your agility!"
"Amitabha."
The old monk moved slightly, waved his palm gently, and a swastika Buddha seal with a radius of thousands of feet fell from the sky in an instant, completely suppressing the two servants of the gods!
"If I don't go to hell, who will?"
"Bald donkey..."
Yan Qianjue was stunned for a moment, then understood what he was thinking.
"Well done to you! If I have a chance, it would be nice to discuss Buddhism with you."
The old monk didn't answer.
Probably... there is no chance.
A monk does not lie. He cannot give this promise.
…
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in the inner circle.
With the explosion of divine power, Piro wanted to break through the God-killing Formation for the third time and rescue the god general.
"kindness?"
suddenly.
His movements stagnated, and he turned his eyes, instantly landing on the west, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
"God's Word?"
That moment just now.
He received Yuntu's call for help from the Western Desert, using divine language. Only divine language could transcend the limitations of his cultivation and allow Yuntu to contact him across this endless distance.
"good!"
He was a little surprised.
“I don’t want to have such loyal believers in this small part of the world!”
Divine Words.
It is an ancient language unique to the Gods, which existed before the creation of all things in the world. Only the most talented and extremely loyal fanatics and ordinary believers like Yuntu cannot master it.
Fanatic believer.
But there is an essential difference between believers like Yuntu who actively ask for transformation and believers who are forcibly transformed by the gods using their godhead.
A fanatical believer.
The power of faith it brings to the Gods far exceeds that of thousands of ordinary believers!
Such a believer.
Even among the trillions of believers in the God Clan, it is not common.
"That's all."
Think of this.
Piro nodded slightly, "Since you are so loyal, I will give you some blessings!"
boom!
The voice fell.
A vast divine power instantly rose from his body, then disappeared into the sky and disappeared.
at the same time.
The old monk's shadow of the Buddha also fell into his eyes.
"Buddhism?"
Enter the shadow of the Buddha.
There was a faint hint of Buddhist charm that was somewhat familiar to him.
"Leiyin's lineage?"
"Be punished!"
boom!
As he spoke, his expression became extremely cold, and he punched out fiercely!
boom!
Boom!
As the space shattered, a vast divine power wrapped in endless power fell directly on the phantom of the Buddha!
Chapter completed!